Slender and warm hands carefully touched the tombstone, and the fire burned out the handwriting. The mysterious iron mask could see a trace of imperceptible guilt in the sad eyes.Slender and warm hands carefully touched the tombstone, and the fire burned out the handwriting. The mysterious iron mask could see a trace of imperceptible guilt in the sad eyes.
Wrong. Everything started with him. It’s all his fault after all. "Can Shuiji forgive Xi ‘er?" He faint mouth. "Let Xier’s tombstone stand next to you. She is still young.